Hello! It's me again. At first of all: A big and honest THANK YOU! to my reviewers. And keep on writing them. g

Here's the next chapter because we all know:

A chapter a day keeps the doctor away. No. Wait! Actually, in this case it's the other way round. Enough of my chit chat. Enjoy.

Chapter III

As soon as House noticed that Cuddy would be busy the next two hours he spun on his heel and made his way out of the clinic. Cuddy had forced him to work down in Tartarus and as soon as the devil was occupied he decided to flee. He didn't have a patient and didn't feel like having fun by annoying his team with some mindless tasks. On his way out he had to dodge Wilson who was caring his way through the hospital. If he had seen him he would have held a two-hour speech about responsibility, ethics and good bedside manner. Which was annoying and boring.

He sped Downtown on his motorbike and stopped in front of a sophisticated looking high school. He waited in front of an iron gate, which was rich with ornaments.

"That's what I'm paying five-hundred bucks a month for. A fancy gate." he muttered under his breath while he scanned the hordes of leaving students for one particular dark and curly haired boy.

After seven minutes he spotted him. Lennon was talking to some brunette girl. She laughed at something he had said and he grinned like a fool. House knew that grin. His boy had a girl. Or was trying at least. He grinned to himself. Definitely his son. Anyhow his good looks were a dead give away.

When Lennon reached the gate he saw his father waiting for him.

"Hey", he called and went up to him. "What are you doing here? Don't ya have to be at work?"

"No, your mother gave me off. Cool, huh?"

"Ha! Mom would never just give you off. You are skipping Clinic Duty."

"Can't a father just want to surprise his beloved son? I can leave if you want me to." House retorted and pretended to be genuinely hurt.

"You hungry? I am. Let's get something to eat spawn."

"Sounds like a plan. I'm starving. But I took my bike this morning. Can you drop me of here again?" Lennon grinned at his father.

"Sure. Let's go."

He passed the helmet to Lennon and they both drove off.

They ate at a little Italian restaurant. One of their favorites'. They always used to go here and catch up on the last days.

"So, who was the brunette?"

"Oh, that was Clare. She is my lab partner in Chemistry."

"You like her."

"Yeah. She is nice."

"You mean nice ass."

"Dad! No! We're friends!"

"If you say so."

"Yeah I say so."

House looked his son directly in the eye. He stared into his own eyes. The same blue. Lennon stared back, not blinking once.

"Good. You finished? I need to get back to the hospital. Let's hope your mother isn't as pissed off as I think she is."

"And don't tell your Mom about my little visit." House instructed his son after he dropped him off at his school.

"What's in for me?" Lennon grinned like a cashier cat.

"Birthday presents. Really cool birthday presents. You blow I'll keep 'em all to myself."

"Okay, okay. Deal. Bye Dad." Lennon hugged his father.

"Bye Lenny."

He watched him disappear into the huge building. House wished he could have lunch with him every day. He tried to meet him as often after school for lunch as he could manage but it still was rarely. He took a deep breath and sighed. Life should have taken a different turn thirteen years ago. But than he and Cuddy wouldn't be his parents and Lenny wouldn't be Lenny. Irrefutable logic.

With that he turned the key in the ignition, put his helmet on and made his way back to the hospital.